Are you lucky or unlucky? I haven't worked it out. Sure, I'm lucky because I love my job, have tremendous family and have learned to live with my freakishly long neck. But it's the little things. Those damn little things. Today I bit my lip to the extent that my mother said I looked like a wounded Gelfling. I think I agree. Then my car wouldn't start. But on the plus side, a reputable reviewer contacted me and I nabbed the last sushi left in the crowded store. So where does that leave me? What